Greetings from Carrboro, I always forget how damn delicious they are. It must be some kind of prehistoric survival mind trick. Fall’s slow descent into mediocrity as a masterful sleight of hand, the sensuous memory enough to keep us mesmerized until they are, alas, no more. But here we are in the juicy heart of […]
Daddio’s Day
Greetings from Carrboro, To this day, my oldest daughter calls me “Daddio.” Like me, the girl relishes nicknames. (College sophomore that she is, I still call her “Goose.”) When we lived out in the wilds of Orange County, a young boy came over for a play date. The kids were 5. Maybe 6. It was […]
All hail the red, white, and pink of summer!
Greetings from Carrboro, Some wines are just made for summer. And when I say summer, I’m not talking about some strict calendar-centric time of year. If you’re from the south, summer is a generic word for when it’s really warm outside in the same familiar way that Coke is a catch-all for any type of […]
Things we love: moms, margaritas, and soft shell crabs
Greetings from Carrboro, You know that we wouldn’t let you down. If nothing else, Acme is most assuredly a fan of tradition. Especially our own. The Acme Mother’s Day is back. Wednesday, May 10th. Our all-out embrace of the brilliant and beautiful, hip and hilarious, serious and sexy women who-also-happen-to-be-moms. You know exactly whom we’re […]
So, three winemakers walk into a bar…
Greetings from Carrboro, So, did you hear the one about the three Spanish winemakers who walk into a bar? No, not the one with the gorilla, Donald Trump, and the burning cigar. The one where the bar they walk into is in Carrboro. And where it’s tonight. And it’s at Acme. And that, well, you’re invited. Have […]
Ribs, ribs, & more ribs. May 3rd.
Greetings from Carrboro, Is nothing sacred? Not only does climate change wreak havoc on coastlines, it now has gone so far as to threaten a tried and true cliché. The ever-so-popular “April showers bring May flowers” is nearly obsolete. And adding a conditional “might” opens up a whole messy can of worms. Because April showers might bring […]
Knock On Wood
Greetings from Carrboro, Looking back, it’s a little surreal. Acme has been featured in magazines and newspapers. I’ve been on television and interviewed on the radio. And sitting at the bar, making lists for the day, a very sincere part of me always wonders when all of these critics and writers are going to come […]
Easter Sunday brunch: a religious experience
Greetings from Carrboro, Quality chocolate was never a thing. Chocolate was chocolate. Looking back, I’m pretty sure that the foil-wrapped bunny was easily 60% wax. As were the equally impossible to unwrap chocolate eggs. Add two handfuls of those large jellybeans, a heaping helping of that plastic green grass, and – voilà – you basically […]
That horseshoe must have been a sign
Greetings from Carrboro, I knew it had been a parking lot. For 70 years, trucks had backed in, delivered, and left. Regardless, I didn’t expect my first exuberant swing of the pick-ax to bounce. Or, for that matter, the 53rd. But if there was ever going to be a garden much less a place to sit outside […]
I’m 52% Irish
Greetings from Carrboro, It was just too tempting; I had to find out. So, following the instructions exactly, I sent my unadulterated spit off in a little, plastic vial. God knows where it went. Regardless, the results are in. Drumrollllll, please. It seems that I’m 52% Irish, 28% Western European, 15% Scandanavian(!), and 5% other. […]
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